Just something that popped in my head. I usually write this kind of stories but here, I have a little treat for the readers at the end since I also ship JunAh so hard. Well, happy reading everyone. :)   ----   A Bitter Day

Yong Junhyung - Kim Hyuna

 

Beast/B2ST - 4Minute   He sat quietly on the bench just right outside the building. He put down his pile of papers and fixed his black-rimmed glasses, bringing it a little upper than the usual. He took a second glance to his papers before curving his lips to a smile.              His phone then rang, sounding off his perfectly chosen tone for his phone.                biga oneun naren nareul chaja wa..                 As soon as the singer's voice is heard, he took his phone and pressed on the call button. He waited for the caller to speak. Upon realizing who is it, his lips curved again for a smile.                "Oh, how are you there? I miss the guys." He answered, lips curving in contentment.                They continued talking, laughing at some point but frowns every now and then when his personal issue is being discussed.                  "You know what Hara is to me." He answered back, completely disappointed by the words he received. His forehead suddenly showed more of his hidden wrinkles. Upon the mention of another name, he flinched from his seat. His insides grew a little colder.                  Hyuna...                The other person mentioned. His face suddenly became expressionless; his eyes as if to cry. He never heard the name for a year now, only now that his friend spoke about her.                "Mr. Yong, you need to go inside now." A lady in white stated in her British accent. She stood by his side, waiting for him to join her.                Junhyung nodded and breathed out a smile, eventually keeping his turned-off phone on his pocket.                He walked with her inside, still hugging his pile of papers to his chest.                The weather started to change, drops of water came. The sound of the rain eventually filled his ears, making him turned around and looked up at the sky.                  The lady stopped with him, eyeing his concentrated face. "Is there something wrong?" She asked, keeping her failed Korean words.                Junhyung shook his head, still looking up. "It's been a year right?" He asked, tilting his head to her direction.                The girl paused for a second, processing in her mind the meaning of his question. Once she comprehended, she turned to him and smiled. "Do you wish to go home?" She raised a brow.                  Junhyung hanged down his head upon hearing the question. He looked down to the papers he had, running an eye on every line he wrote. "It would be a waste if I go home."                      He turned to his heel and walked inside the building, carefully being followed by the woman.    ---                Hyuna sat down on the couch inside the dressing room. The promotions are getting more and more tiring each day and she don't give a damn if ever people noticed that she isn't singing her parts. She's just tired and she just want to sleep all day and lay endlessly on her bed.                    Somewhat, this day isn't just giving her the grudges of being tired but a memory of the past year she didn't even wish to remember.                She ran a hand over her left shoulder, feeling the intricate and cannot-be-erased memory of him to her.                She felt her heart breaking again at the same amount she felt the last time she saw him. All those times, the year that passed, she tried her full best to just forget and live on as to what she is suppose to. But the anger in her heart, it is so infuriating. The way he just left her, it is very unbearable.              A sudden knock came to her door. When the knob turned, Jiyoon's head peeked; showing that sweet charismatic smile of her.                "Mr. Hong wants to meet you." She stated, jumping on the couch beside her.              Hyuna let out a sigh before nodding. She stood on her feet and is ready to leave when...                "I heard Dongwoon got his number." She said, voice sounded a little doubtful.              Hyuna turned to her with that questioning look, her brows knitted together. "His?" She asked back.              "Hyuna-ah." Jiyoon straightened up, reaching for Hyuna's hand. Much to her surprise, Hyuna avoided her touch.                "Remember what happened? Beast is now a five-membered boy group. I told you to never forget that." She answered playfully, showing her childish-like expression.                With that, she left Jiyoon.      ---              "Let's welcome, Beast!" The hosts stretched out their arms through the boys directions while the camera turned to them.              "Neh, hello everybody." The boys greeted, quickly giving their bows and smiles on the camera.                 "So, the second full-length album.." Upon the MCs words, the boys all turned their attention. "...became a huge success again after the Fiction&Fact album. Tell us how this second album felt like? Especially when it surpassed your past albums' victories."                Kikwang took the courage to speak. "Actually, it is still like the past. We still feel like rookies although we're getting off this far. We are still very thankful to the endless and growing support of every fan."                      "Korea and maybe, the whole world know how painful Beast's 2011 was. One member's sudden decision to leave left you all in the limelight. Many stories came out, giving out words on why this member of you left. But the truth is still hidden. Could you tell us now why your member decided to left? I'm talking about Junhyung."                  The boys felt the growing lumps on their throats, as if forbidding them to speak. Yoseob, the childish man that he is, eyed every member; tilting his head in every direction.                Doojoon knew this would happen, that this issue would again be opened. Being the leader that he is, he knew he needed to take this although it is hard.                    "Junhyung, that guy.." He paused, shaking at the thought that s suddenly looked to him; everybody waiting for his words. When he paused, it seemed like everything stopped with him. He needed to continue this, although it would be better to stay silent. "...he has more things to do... more important matters to see.. let's just leave it that way." He put down his microphone as s came to nod at his declaration.      ---      Hara came to a halt when she saw him, sitting down by the window. She pulled the door silently and walked her way to his side table, putting down papers he wished to her.                    "How's your day?" She greeted, sitting down at the chair just a meter or so away from him.                  Junhyung tilted his head to her direction, offering a sweet smile to her. He offered her some lime which he received from his friends. "Dongwoon sent me this."                       Hara took one in her hand and peeled it, eating one piece of it. "The album is a success. You should congratulate them." She dropped the lime on the side, her attention now outside. "I should congratulate you too."              "For?" He asked, still picking the limes piece by piece.            "You wrote the songs, I know." She answered, smiling on him.          Junhyung chuckled at the thought. He smiled to her, giving his thanks by curving his lips.          "Hyuna-shi.." She hanged down her head, know the same expression she'll receive from him. "...haven't talked to me since last year."      ---      "Sing a song?" She raised a brow when Mr. Hong handed her a single sheet of paper. There written are lyrics.          Mr. Hong nodded, keeping his intimidating composure of his. He eyed her quizzically, waiting for her to ask more questions.          "What's the title?" She asked when she saw the line dedicated for the title blank.        "You see it for yourself." Mr. Hong rose to his feet, walking to his pile of folders. "You chose the singer you want to collaborate with. That person would be assigned for the chorus."            "But wait.." Hyuna paused, eyes still on the paper. "..it's like a duet song. The first part questions a person while the second part, as if answering."           "You also see?" Mr. Hong walked to his seat again, folders in his hand. "I'll be the one to choose the singer for the second part."          "Mr. Hong, the composer seemed to have his.." She raised her head, meeting his stare. "...heart broken. It's like they broke up for a reason or so, but the first singer doesn't know the reason behind their break-up." Her mind deliberately keeps on understanding the meaning of the song.          "Is that so?"          "I think Gna unnie would fit the singer for the chorus. The tone is much more strenuous and her voice, I think would make a perfect fit for it." She rose, turning on her heel. "I'm meeting Tiger oppa. I think he needs to see this."          Without any word for goodbye, Hyuna bowed down her head before walking her way to the office's door.    ---    "What do you mean they're planning.." Doojoon paused when the youngest member sighed, showing his concerned expression.           Dongwoon bent down in exhaustion and worry, placing his hands on his knees. He should never worry this much but seeing the later effects of the present plan, he had no choice but to think of a way and saying this to Doojoon would help- he thought.          Doojoon bit down on his lower lip, thinking of a way to escape the current situation. "Hey, I think he needs to know this."          "What do you think he needs to know it?" Dongwoon stood straight, landed his stare to the leader's eyes. Dongwoon, although being the youngest, knew everything much more than everyone else.          Doojoon shut his eyes at the idea and hanged down his head. As his leader, former leader, he knew what's the meaning behind 'he needs to know' statement. He pocketed his fists as his mind curled up into confusion.          Dongwoon saw that weakness in his expression, his tensed situation. However, they promised not to bother him at all unless it is about her.          "Mr. Hong wished it himself. He knew he fits the role more than everyone else." Dongwoon rested his body on the wall as he felt the same concern Doojoon's walking right now. "I don't think he can do that."          "I'll call him." Doojoon took a step to leave but was stopped with a hand on his arm.          "Don't make this hard for him. We don't know how can this thing affect him." He stated in a stern voice.    ---    "Hello?"          Doojoon sat down on the balcony's chair, gaining all the strength to once again, ask him for a favor. "Hello." He greeted back.            "Hyung. What made you call?" He asked, making his 'On Rainy Days' signature cough.            "Hey, I was worried so I called." He forced a chuckle before continuing. "How's Hara.. and you?" It sounded a bit of confusion, fighting over the reason if he should ask that or not.            "We're fine though." He answered.            "I'm wondering about the song you sent to Dongwoon the last time." He started, feeling concerned about his reactions. "The one supposed to be for our album.."            "Don't use 'our', it sounds off." He heard a little laugh from him. "What about it?"            "Mr. Hong wishes us to ask you if you could sing that... with..." Doojoon paused. "..Hyuna-shi."He tried to keep his cool after the mention of her name.             Silence evaded, as if the person from the other line disappeared. He knew it meant something to him, to sing with her.. to hear her.. to see her.            And now, he knew this meant something more awkward.          "Jun-"             "If she would..." He paused, trying to find out the right words. "... be okay with it, then let's try."            "I mean, you don't have to be forced with it. We, the guys, can find someone who can fill the space." Doojoon weighs the options. Although it would be hard for them to please Mr. Hong, as long as Junhyung would be okay... they'll do anything.            "No, I was planning to do the same." He answered back, trying to pull off the guilt in Doojoon's voice. "I mean, it's our song."          "Junhyung-" was all he could say.              "I'm just thinking of her.." His voice filled with regret and longing.              Doojoon stared at nothing for a while, imagining what it would be like to see him around again after what happened a year ago. Although he felt detested at first after he realized that a member left without his prior concern, he felt more regretful after figuring out everything.             "Are you sure you can?" He asked, his voice worried but there's a pinch of hope.            "Umm.." He imagined him nodding at the same time.            "We'll be waiting for you though."     ---        Days had gone past and the talk about the joint song for specific members of the Cube family turned subtle. Tiger, Cube's renowned producer took the turn in editing the song... keeping the sad vibe of the song by adding tunes in it.            The day came when they scheduled to record the song, just a few weeks before it's release. The Beast boy's were crumpling by their own comeback schedules... always staying on their practice room. Members of the 4minute have their own schedules as well.            Hyuna came in casual clothes at the lobby of the office. She was welcomed by Mr. Hong, who seemed to wait for her for no definite time. She came in and bowed for respect. Then, she was invited to his office.    ---      "Why you decided to keep this to me?" She asked, hands curled up on a fist. She remained to be cool but at the sound of his name, her insides weaken. Her composure became fragile.            Mr. Hong answered with a sigh before hanging down his head. He felt sorry not for keeping her to this, but he didn't want to give her that feelings once again.            "Did he wish to do it with me?"            "No, I asked him to do that with you." Mr. Hong leaned forward, his elbows on his knees as his hands curled together.          Hyuna breathed out and blinked nth times, trying to keep the tears from falling. This means nothing important. She just have to see him... to hear his voice... to be near him... and that mean she'll fall in love again. Not mentioning that she'll be hurt again.      ---        "She wished to do the recording without you." Doojoon sat across Junhyung, his back towards the leader.            Junhyung remained unfazed and continued to stare at the night look of the Seoul city. It has been a year since he went away. And for him, everything changed... everything.            "Would you be fine with that?" The leader's concerned question came to his ear, making him retreat back to reality.            He made a nod and breathed out a smile. "As long as she'll be happy with everything she decides, I'm okay with it."            "Why do you still remain this nice? You have to speak yourself." Doojoon's words suddenly struck the resting Junhyung, making the rapper turned to the leader. "Why?"          "I don't want to include myself into her problems. The moment I could clearly remember that she called me Honey, said 'I love you' to me countless times, hugged my weak body, teased me eagerly, kissed me goodnight, that's all enough to say that... I became happy and will still continue to be happy."              "You're torturing yourself." The pitiful yet worried answer of the leader.            "At least, it is me being tortured, not her." Junhyung answered before turning his eyes again to the windows, out to the city.    ---    She started her lines according to the prescribed accent Tiger had ask her to do. She maintained her professionalism although being reprimanded for losing her emotions.            Hyuna bit down on her lower lip, trying to hum the lyrics on her mind. Tiger gestured her to be ready again. She rose from the seat again, wear the headphones and free from nervous lumps.              As soon as she opened to sing, just after the first line, Tiger paused the music. She earned a discreet scoff and signaled her to be back on the office first.              She bowed down and mouthed a 'I'm very sorry' sentence to her sunbae. She made her way out, gathered her things and went to their own room inside the Cube agency.    ---          "You think talking to her would help?" Junhyung asked, eyeing his sunbae for one last time.            Tiger nodded and gestured him to the room. Junhyung looked to the door, weighing in the possible effects of this meeting if ever.    ---    Hyuna fell into a short nap but was distracted by a phone call. She hastily fished for her phone.            The caller I.D says it is Doojoon. She accepted the call and placed her phone on her ear.            "Oppa?" She greeted, confusion in her voice.            "Hello?" A hoarse, husky voice came from the other line.             It made her flinch,as if the vocie is registered into her system. She stayed silent for a while, letting her mind process the familiarity of the voice.             Cold wind passed by her cheek which made her realize that her temperature went higher than the normal. She felt those again, the butterflies dancing inside her stomach. She suddenly felt the presence of her cheeks, as if it minimizes unto her face. And she knew, she only feels these because of one person.              Yong Junhyung.